Lyrics:
no, oh no
Maybe you're right, maybe this is all that I can be
But what if it's you, and it wasn't me?
What do you want from me?
What do you want
didn't do it I can't fuck with it
NWA is like a mix a fix a trix
Real niggas with big dicks
You're takin' a chance when you think that
Talkin' under
of love in the first degree
You want it all right... we're goin' in style
Say you walk right - you talk right - and your hair's so wild
Snow-white -
alone and all the people with the big hats on went home
So what you gon' do now, Goldie? Your bottom left you
It's up to me and you, Goldie, through
brother do his best
Things are getting worse
We have to make them better
It's time to give a damn
Let's work together, come on, now
People
Well, I took me a woman late last night
I's three-fourths drunk she looked all right
'Till she started peelin' off her onion gook
She took off her
it's Chef Boy A-Bun B
The king of the kitchen
I got exactly what you need to do your thing when you pitching
Guarantee to add a few layers of bling
No, shorty just don't do it for me
You do it for me, yeah
Say you done doing it for me, then say bye
Say bye (say bye, bye, bye)
Say-say now, girl
ain't mall santas we don't
Want the flash photography
Murder in 3rd degree
Hurt her with the words i speak
You a little pussy
Wanna fight me? get thru my
want to caress those hips now, want to kiss those lips now
(Badu)
Hello? Hey babyyy
I know you called and I didn't answer twice
But baby that's
of love in the first degree
You want it all right... we're goin' in style
Say you walk right - you talk right - and your hair's so wild
Snow-white -
Dawg is in the house
Ninety-three, bitch
I always heard that you gotta be strong, if you want to survive
Get your diploma go to college get
like you and doin' you
Somethin' so step to the shit right now
Kickin' on e'rything in my god damn town
Doin' expressure, a jam it to deadly
With the knowledge of things that I know now
I would be by your side when you needed me
Instead of asking you, "Nan can I go out?"
Standing on road
you like to be overthrown
Maybe down in Jerusalem or Argentina?
She was stolen from her mother when she was three days old
Now her vengeance has
he could only read her mind, she'd say:
Buy me a rose, call me from work
Open a door for me, what would it hurt
Show me you love me by the look in
Ay
I don't wait in line, I'm never on time, it's a fine if you step on the Wallabees
Don't you come close to me
I lit a fire, like 3rd degree
business
(Mind your own business)
Well, if you mind your own business, you sure won't be minding mine.
If I want to honky tonk around 'til two or three
do what I do
When I do, what I do
If you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I do
Now
Step
Mercy Me, I'm on fire touch me
And get burned to the 3rd degree
Servin' fiends, out the drive-thru
When I used to work at the
Burger King, now watch how
I
dollar stealth bomber fails to fly successfully
And you say I should be proud of this song
Think about it AMERICA!
Verse One: Sir Mix-a-Lot
I'm
nizzle that'll never ever fizzle
Original, you niggas know
Chorus:
(Right here right now)
You gotta get'em up
Who wants some
You better get'em up
an extension
For veteran rappers that are
Better than half of
The shit comin' out right now, it's all trash
The torch is gonna burn out
Before it gets passed
JAY
rap fake
Cause I'm
Too $hort
[ VERSE 3 ]
See, I'm fresh like always, no sweat
It's time to jump back in the mix and get
On it, now is the time
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